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Micro wasn't exactly sure what Gwen meant with “prime seats”. And getting her fist closer to him didn't make things clearer. Before he could do anything an index finger rushed towards him, hitting him with full force. As he was flying away from Gwen Micro understood that she just flicked him away. The next question he had was about the destination of his flight and by turning around he saw it and immediately realized what the prime seats were as he landed on the massive couch in the room. He luckily wasn't hurt, but he had a very bad feeling for what might happen next. When a shadow was cast above him he had to see and indeed, a massive asteroid was falling. Micro immediately started running, but his puny size of just 0.3 millimeter didn't get him far. And thus he was soon buried underneath a lot of bat butt.
“Well, I feel comfy. How about you, Micro?”
Micro had a hard time saying anything, considering that the weight of Gwen's butt was too much for his face muscles or any muscle of his body. So he could only voice some guttural sounds.
“I think that means that you like it. Lucky you then, because I don't plan on standing up before 2, 3 or 6 episodes are done.”
Micro grunted again. While Gwen was indeed heavy and getting even heavier as Micro shrunk more, it wasn't actually bad. Both the couch and Gwen's ass were quite soft and it was pleasantly warm down there. So it made staying there at least not as bad. Since he couldn't move he didn't have a lot of choice in that regard anyway.

Time passed by as Gwen was indeed absorbed in her show, something about magic and muscles from what Micro could hear and he noticed a change as he was shrinking below 0.2 millimeter. Both the fabric of the couch and of Gwen's pants were getting far less dense as the gaps between the threads were getting big enough for Micro to use. That also affected what Gwen did a few times already. When she shifted her butt a bit earlier it was for Micro like a malleable wall grinding across his whole body. But now with the holes in the fabric Micro could actually use the opportunity for escape. With the great momentum Gwen generated he could easily use the shifting holes in the fabric to climb into them. When Gwen was done with her Micro grinding routine her minuscule cushion made it successfully into the fabric of her pants. As Micro was somewhere in the labyrinth of threads he thought about what to do next.
“I need to get free from her ass first.”
“It's rude to talk about someone when that person is right next to you. Or in your case above you.”
“You can still hear me?”
“The size machine allows me to hear you at any time. Now shut up, a good part is coming up.”
Micro made a note of this and decided to keep his plans to himself. But Gwen gave him an idea. If Micro managed to get into one of her ears, he could hide in there while annoying his roommate and force her to grow him back that way. And he decided his first step to be climbing up her pants. However, he then realized that he couldn't exactly see where he was moving and that it could result in him leaving the pants in a wrong place. And so he decided to get out of the pants towards the light. Once he reached the light he immediately fell down because of the lack of ground.

Micro landed back on the couch, but this time he wasn't stuck underneath a massive bat ass. He was just very close to it.
With some freedom of movement gained back Micro decided to start climbing Gwen up. But then he looked up and realized that with only 0.14 millimeter in height even Gwen's butt was like a twin mountain. And he was aware that he was still shrinking and that those mountains could surpass Mt. Everest before he was even halfway up. He needed another plan and that was the moment he noticed sounds behind him.

When Micro turned around he was looking at a dust mite. It was right in front of him and with it being more than double Micro's size, it was a bit intimidating. If it used its mandibles Micro could only pray for the best. But it was just standing there, facing Micro calmly. For some reason Micro decided to reach out for it and pet it. The mite's response was to sit down and allow Micro to do more petting. And it was then that Micro had an idea. He took some fiber from a thread of the couch and made some reins out of it. He then equipped the dust mite with them and got on its back to which it responded with standing up. And finally Micro steered it towards Gwen's pants. The dust mite went there and started climbing them up without problems. Riding a dust mite was not what Micro expected to do, but there he was, climbing up the pants of a massive bat girl.

The dust mite was climbing way faster than Micro could ever hope to climb himself. And he needed that speed, considering that he shrunk beneath 100 micrometer already. During all that Gwen just continued watching her show, where someone was apparently slapping a giant, screaming vegetable into submission. And finally, Micro managed to reach the end of the ass as the dust mite was climbing across Gwen's “stubby, short” tail. Her gray fur was a bit too dense for it so it climbed on the fur and when Micro and the mite reached the upper part of the tail Micro gave his steed a rest. He also needed to work on the reins, since they were getting a bit heavy for him to use.

While Micro heard an ending roll he suddenly got a bad feeling. He could just barely hold onto the dust mite as everything suddenly began to move back and forth with a massive force behind it. The dust mite instinctively held onto the fur, but the force was too strong and so Micro and the dust mite got launched from the tail. And during the fall Micro couldn't hold onto the mite anymore and so they fell into different directions.
“No! Sir Jeremiah Derpington!”
But Micro lost sight of his loyal steed as he landed back on the couch.
“Who is that supposed to be?”
Micro got picked up by getting pinned between two fingernails as he was brought to Gwen's face.
“Don't worry about it. But how did you find me? I must be invisible to you.”
“Yeah, even with the magnifying glass I can barely make you out as a dot. Luckily, I can locate you at any time as well because of the size machine.”
“So you noticed that I was climbing up your butt?”
“Yep. I wanted to see how far you can make it. Now, how about we use that energy of yours for another game?”

Without waiting for an answer Gwen dropped Micro above her palm. With his 81 micrometer in size he was pretty light and could use his body to slow down the fall, but there was no way for him to get around the map of the game Gwen had in mind. As fluffy as her furry hand looked like from the distance, up close it looked far more dangerous. Each individual strand of fur was like a long and very pointy pillar to Micro and he preferred to not land on one of those. The next obstacle was the “ceiling” of fur strands intertwined with each other but by hitting the gaps he managed to fall through it and eventually land on the soft skin on Gwen's warm and slightly wet hand.
“It seems like you arrived.”
Micro was not really able to see Gwen's face beyond the fur, so it seemed to him like a goddess was speaking.
“The game is simple. I'm going to try and poke you and you have to avoid that. And it starts now.”

Micro began to run immediately but the furry jungle didn't help in that regard as every single strand of fur was like a massive tree in the sense of thickness. At least there was no gap too narrow for him. And he needed those in order to make enough distance to the fingertip the size of a massive stadium hitting the ground right behind him. He took that close call as a hint to move even faster. And because of that he was able to avoid the finger the next few times as well. But time and his dwindling size were working against him.
“Okay, that's enough warm-up. Let's increase the difficulty a bit then.”
“You mean that wasn't difficult enough?”
“That was just the tutorial.”
Micro prepared for whatever came next by running further. However, that was almost his downfall, as a massive crystal landed in front of him. And so did many more all around the palm as he could hear.
“How do you like sugar, Micro?”
“Don't tell me that those crystals are sugar...”
“They are. That reminds me, I'm on cooking duty today. I'm in the mood for something sweet, any ideas for what I could make?”
“I'm not going to be part of your dinner!”
“...I haven't actually thought of that, thanks for the idea. Although, there isn't a lot of you, so should I use you for me or Shekra? Eh, I'll think about it later. For now you should go back to running.”
Micro did that the entire time, but the sugar made progress more difficult. Him reaching 50 micrometer didn't help either. But he could hide beneath a sugar crystal to avoid the fingertip that way.
“Say, how is the climate down there?”
“It's hot and I'm sweating. Do you need more info?”
“Then how about I help you out a bit?”
Micro felt something gigantic drop onto Gwen's palm in the distance. And for some reason the air got frigid all of a sudden. It was as if it went straight from summer to winter. And by chance he eventually saw the cause of it, a simple ice cube, which was more like an entire glacier to him. While the cold made it more exhausting to run, the chase wasn't over so he had to continue. And as the game went on Micro noticed that the skin was flooded. And more water just kept coming. Micro realized what was going on and ran further from the ice cube but the floods were faster. And Gwen poking the water caused additional tidal waves. So it didn't take long until Micro had to swim across the fur. He tried getting onto a strand of fur and escaping the water by climbing up, but the water won yet again. With his movement options being drastically reduced as well as his size dropping to 18 micrometer Micro could only watch as the fingertip came from above and pushed him deep into the ocean all the way to the ground of the palm.
“I win. To think that a bit of water would be your weakness, Micro...”

Micro was dropped onto a table from which he could see his roommate in her giant glory. She was more than 100,000 times his size by now and basically became a living nation in comparison.
“I should probably set up a microscope for you soon. With how small you are probably everything I do must be a disaster for you.”
“You greatly underestimate me.”
“Is that so? Then how about this?”
Gwen sat down in front of the table and leaned forward, holding her boobs while doing that.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, if I underestimate you then surely you have no reason to fear my boobs looming above you, right? Or are you going to chicken out and run away, hm?”
“As if.”
Micro could see the boobs big enough to carry a large city each fall quickly until Gwen catches them only a centimeter above the table.
“Oops, looks like I was careless for a second there. Can you imagine what would happen if you were buried underneath those?”
He saw his life flash before his eyes.
“I'm sure I would be fine...”
“Maybe...”
For a few seconds nothing happened. Then Micro ran as fast as possible as Gwen's bat boobies came down. He somehow managed to escape, but only because they somehow were moved a bit back. The shock from the impact still sent him flying across the table a bit.
“Oh, so sorry, but holding my boobs is more exhausting than it looks.”
“Mhm, sure...”
“Here, let me make it up for you.”

Micro, currently 8.5 micrometer tall, got picked up by Gwen and was brought to her face. He couldn't tell what her next idea was until he saw her pulling her shirt by her neck, extending her cleavage.
“Hold on, what are you-”
He was simply dropped. And without any way to prevent it he dove right down and disappeared in the gap between Gwen's boobs. He eventually landed on some fur within the toasty darkness.
“You passed the trial of my boobs. Now your reward awaits you.”
“Eh, there is no need for that. You can just get me out of here.”
“The reward isn't optional.”
And so Micro soon experienced the pressure of two massive bat tits pushed against him. While he did move during that it was only because of the jiggling of them. And Micro had to admit, it was kinda fun. He had to wonder how long it would last, given that he still shrunk.

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Well, can't say Micro is at least getting quite the experience to say the least.

Sorry for the long delay, but if you read my previous journal I posted, you know why this round took this long, that, and I've been trying to keep my mind off things by playing Kingdom Hearts 3.... with the all Pro Code challenge just so I can get the trophy associated to it.... Help. Anyways, let's see if you guys can reach the goal in this round so we can see what Gwen has in store for the little guy.

Micro's new size = 8.5 micro meter / (1+ (views*1%)+(comments*11%)+(favs*5%))

Goal: Micro must reach .1 micrometers by round five, the penultimate round (This goal might get a slight adjustment later). This goal will determine a ending for Micro.

Round ends at 6/1.

Description
Micro wasn't exactly sure what Gwen meant with “prime seats”. And getting her fist closer to him didn't make things clearer. Before he could do anything an index finger rushed towards him, hitting him with full force. As he was flying away from Gwen Micro understood that she just flicked him away. The next question he had was about the destination of his flight and by turning around he saw it and immediately realized what the prime seats were as he landed on the massive couch in the room. He luckily wasn't hurt, but he had a very bad feeling for what might happen next. When a shadow was cast above him he had to see and indeed, a massive asteroid was falling. Micro immediately started running, but his puny size of just 0.3 millimeter didn't get him far. And thus he was soon buried underneath a lot of bat butt.
“Well, I feel comfy. How about you, Micro?”
Micro had a hard time saying anything, considering that the weight of Gwen's butt was too much for his face muscles or any muscle of his body. So he could only voice some guttural sounds.
“I think that means that you like it. Lucky you then, because I don't plan on standing up before 2, 3 or 6 episodes are done.”
Micro grunted again. While Gwen was indeed heavy and getting even heavier as Micro shrunk more, it wasn't actually bad. Both the couch and Gwen's ass were quite soft and it was pleasantly warm down there. So it made staying there at least not as bad. Since he couldn't move he didn't have a lot of choice in that regard anyway.

Time passed by as Gwen was indeed absorbed in her show, something about magic and muscles from what Micro could hear and he noticed a change as he was shrinking below 0.2 millimeter. Both the fabric of the couch and of Gwen's pants were getting far less dense as the gaps between the threads were getting big enough for Micro to use. That also affected what Gwen did a few times already. When she shifted her butt a bit earlier it was for Micro like a malleable wall grinding across his whole body. But now with the holes in the fabric Micro could actually use the opportunity for escape. With the great momentum Gwen generated he could easily use the shifting holes in the fabric to climb into them. When Gwen was done with her Micro grinding routine her minuscule cushion made it successfully into the fabric of her pants. As Micro was somewhere in the labyrinth of threads he thought about what to do next.
“I need to get free from her ass first.”
“It's rude to talk about someone when that person is right next to you. Or in your case above you.”
“You can still hear me?”
“The size machine allows me to hear you at any time. Now shut up, a good part is coming up.”
Micro made a note of this and decided to keep his plans to himself. But Gwen gave him an idea. If Micro managed to get into one of her ears, he could hide in there while annoying his roommate and force her to grow him back that way. And he decided his first step to be climbing up her pants. However, he then realized that he couldn't exactly see where he was moving and that it could result in him leaving the pants in a wrong place. And so he decided to get out of the pants towards the light. Once he reached the light he immediately fell down because of the lack of ground.

Micro landed back on the couch, but this time he wasn't stuck underneath a massive bat ass. He was just very close to it.
With some freedom of movement gained back Micro decided to start climbing Gwen up. But then he looked up and realized that with only 0.14 millimeter in height even Gwen's butt was like a twin mountain. And he was aware that he was still shrinking and that those mountains could surpass Mt. Everest before he was even halfway up. He needed another plan and that was the moment he noticed sounds behind him.

When Micro turned around he was looking at a dust mite. It was right in front of him and with it being more than double Micro's size, it was a bit intimidating. If it used its mandibles Micro could only pray for the best. But it was just standing there, facing Micro calmly. For some reason Micro decided to reach out for it and pet it. The mite's response was to sit down and allow Micro to do more petting. And it was then that Micro had an idea. He took some fiber from a thread of the couch and made some reins out of it. He then equipped the dust mite with them and got on its back to which it responded with standing up. And finally Micro steered it towards Gwen's pants. The dust mite went there and started climbing them up without problems. Riding a dust mite was not what Micro expected to do, but there he was, climbing up the pants of a massive bat girl.

The dust mite was climbing way faster than Micro could ever hope to climb himself. And he needed that speed, considering that he shrunk beneath 100 micrometer already. During all that Gwen just continued watching her show, where someone was apparently slapping a giant, screaming vegetable into submission. And finally, Micro managed to reach the end of the ass as the dust mite was climbing across Gwen's “stubby, short” tail. Her gray fur was a bit too dense for it so it climbed on the fur and when Micro and the mite reached the upper part of the tail Micro gave his steed a rest. He also needed to work on the reins, since they were getting a bit heavy for him to use.

While Micro heard an ending roll he suddenly got a bad feeling. He could just barely hold onto the dust mite as everything suddenly began to move back and forth with a massive force behind it. The dust mite instinctively held onto the fur, but the force was too strong and so Micro and the dust mite got launched from the tail. And during the fall Micro couldn't hold onto the mite anymore and so they fell into different directions.
“No! Sir Jeremiah Derpington!”
But Micro lost sight of his loyal steed as he landed back on the couch.
“Who is that supposed to be?”
Micro got picked up by getting pinned between two fingernails as he was brought to Gwen's face.
“Don't worry about it. But how did you find me? I must be invisible to you.”
“Yeah, even with the magnifying glass I can barely make you out as a dot. Luckily, I can locate you at any time as well because of the size machine.”
“So you noticed that I was climbing up your butt?”
“Yep. I wanted to see how far you can make it. Now, how about we use that energy of yours for another game?”

Without waiting for an answer Gwen dropped Micro above her palm. With his 81 micrometer in size he was pretty light and could use his body to slow down the fall, but there was no way for him to get around the map of the game Gwen had in mind. As fluffy as her furry hand looked like from the distance, up close it looked far more dangerous. Each individual strand of fur was like a long and very pointy pillar to Micro and he preferred to not land on one of those. The next obstacle was the “ceiling” of fur strands intertwined with each other but by hitting the gaps he managed to fall through it and eventually land on the soft skin on Gwen's warm and slightly wet hand.
“It seems like you arrived.”
Micro was not really able to see Gwen's face beyond the fur, so it seemed to him like a goddess was speaking.
“The game is simple. I'm going to try and poke you and you have to avoid that. And it starts now.”

Micro began to run immediately but the furry jungle didn't help in that regard as every single strand of fur was like a massive tree in the sense of thickness. At least there was no gap too narrow for him. And he needed those in order to make enough distance to the fingertip the size of a massive stadium hitting the ground right behind him. He took that close call as a hint to move even faster. And because of that he was able to avoid the finger the next few times as well. But time and his dwindling size were working against him.
“Okay, that's enough warm-up. Let's increase the difficulty a bit then.”
“You mean that wasn't difficult enough?”
“That was just the tutorial.”
Micro prepared for whatever came next by running further. However, that was almost his downfall, as a massive crystal landed in front of him. And so did many more all around the palm as he could hear.
“How do you like sugar, Micro?”
“Don't tell me that those crystals are sugar...”
“They are. That reminds me, I'm on cooking duty today. I'm in the mood for something sweet, any ideas for what I could make?”
“I'm not going to be part of your dinner!”
“...I haven't actually thought of that, thanks for the idea. Although, there isn't a lot of you, so should I use you for me or Shekra? Eh, I'll think about it later. For now you should go back to running.”
Micro did that the entire time, but the sugar made progress more difficult. Him reaching 50 micrometer didn't help either. But he could hide beneath a sugar crystal to avoid the fingertip that way.
“Say, how is the climate down there?”
“It's hot and I'm sweating. Do you need more info?”
“Then how about I help you out a bit?”
Micro felt something gigantic drop onto Gwen's palm in the distance. And for some reason the air got frigid all of a sudden. It was as if it went straight from summer to winter. And by chance he eventually saw the cause of it, a simple ice cube, which was more like an entire glacier to him. While the cold made it more exhausting to run, the chase wasn't over so he had to continue. And as the game went on Micro noticed that the skin was flooded. And more water just kept coming. Micro realized what was going on and ran further from the ice cube but the floods were faster. And Gwen poking the water caused additional tidal waves. So it didn't take long until Micro had to swim across the fur. He tried getting onto a strand of fur and escaping the water by climbing up, but the water won yet again. With his movement options being drastically reduced as well as his size dropping to 18 micrometer Micro could only watch as the fingertip came from above and pushed him deep into the ocean all the way to the ground of the palm.
“I win. To think that a bit of water would be your weakness, Micro...”

Micro was dropped onto a table from which he could see his roommate in her giant glory. She was more than 100,000 times his size by now and basically became a living nation in comparison.
“I should probably set up a microscope for you soon. With how small you are probably everything I do must be a disaster for you.”
“You greatly underestimate me.”
“Is that so? Then how about this?”
Gwen sat down in front of the table and leaned forward, holding her boobs while doing that.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, if I underestimate you then surely you have no reason to fear my boobs looming above you, right? Or are you going to chicken out and run away, hm?”
“As if.”
Micro could see the boobs big enough to carry a large city each fall quickly until Gwen catches them only a centimeter above the table.
“Oops, looks like I was careless for a second there. Can you imagine what would happen if you were buried underneath those?”
He saw his life flash before his eyes.
“I'm sure I would be fine...”
“Maybe...”
For a few seconds nothing happened. Then Micro ran as fast as possible as Gwen's bat boobies came down. He somehow managed to escape, but only because they somehow were moved a bit back. The shock from the impact still sent him flying across the table a bit.
“Oh, so sorry, but holding my boobs is more exhausting than it looks.”
“Mhm, sure...”
“Here, let me make it up for you.”

Micro, currently 8.5 micrometer tall, got picked up by Gwen and was brought to her face. He couldn't tell what her next idea was until he saw her pulling her shirt by her neck, extending her cleavage.
“Hold on, what are you-”
He was simply dropped. And without any way to prevent it he dove right down and disappeared in the gap between Gwen's boobs. He eventually landed on some fur within the toasty darkness.
“You passed the trial of my boobs. Now your reward awaits you.”
“Eh, there is no need for that. You can just get me out of here.”
“The reward isn't optional.”
And so Micro soon experienced the pressure of two massive bat tits pushed against him. While he did move during that it was only because of the jiggling of them. And Micro had to admit, it was kinda fun. He had to wonder how long it would last, given that he still shrunk.

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Well, can't say Micro is at least getting quite the experience to say the least.

Sorry for the long delay, but if you read my previous journal I posted, you know why this round took this long, that, and I've been trying to keep my mind off things by playing Kingdom Hearts 3.... with the all Pro Code challenge just so I can get the trophy associated to it.... Help. Anyways, let's see if you guys can reach the goal in this round so we can see what Gwen has in store for the little guy.

Micro's new size = 8.5 micro meter / (1+ (views*1%)+(comments*11%)+(favs*5%))

Goal: Micro must reach .1 micrometers by round five, the penultimate round (This goal might get a slight adjustment later). This goal will determine a ending for Micro.

Round ends at 6/1.